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 Aug 2019 Sophie
Traveler
I am disturbed
My mind is but broken
I stare at the wall
My thoughts are all frozen
Shell of the man I use to be
Lost in my brain
I'm no longer me
......
Where did I go
Who really knows
Your only talking
At my ghost
They won't let me drive
Or stay home alone
All my people
In a nurse's role
......
I long for my old life
While I just let go
No longer me
Can I borrowed a soul
......
Traveler Tim
No metaphors were used in the writing of this poem!
 Aug 2019 Sophie
Heidi Franke
The human appetite
To **** the pain
to not experience any
dis-
comfort

The human appetite
to run a-way
far,                      away
are
seeds planted from our
footsteps

The more we run
the bigger the
plant,     thump!  says despair
the hungrier
we get
the greater the ruin
in our run

Don't avoid
the burdens of
engaging lost plans, find again
your A,B,C's, a friendly classmate, your sister
or others.
Other Wise,
the human
starves its self
in a marathon
by sealing off mouths.

Alimentary,
Leaving one, you, her, they,
them,
in the
hunger cycle
to feed
then.  crushed
left over a lean-to void,
And endless hunger

Elementary words
     Don't avoid
pain.
          I L.o.v.e and Y.o.u
It requires a handshake
a' la carte,
Indulge in
nutrient rich
Appetites
The elementary
   remedy is not in
the crash diet.
Come home now.
Ring a bell
Your table is set
I am here
It's time for dinner.
I lost my brother to suicide. Our thoughts control our actions. Contain, refresh, reset your thoughts to avoid getting hungry to end your pain. Pain can lead to dessert if you stay the course and call out for help. Please never give up.
 Aug 2019 Sophie
Zia
Incomplete
 Aug 2019 Sophie
Zia
Not that I can’t
but I simply won’t
until you can
then I shall...
 Aug 2019 Sophie
Kurt Philip Behm
A spinner of poetry,
a weaver of prose

A seeker of truth,
or deceiver of both

Will verse be in conflict,
with chapter’s unrhymed

Can the feeling’s transfer,
is there likeness in kind

Will I always remember,
which prayer I must pray

Does the magic get lost,
if the wheat’s in the hay

Can I capture this moment,
be it virtue or vice

In my verse or a novel
—drawing water from ice

(Villanova Pennsylvania: March, 2017)
 Aug 2019 Sophie
Joy
Dum da dum
 Aug 2019 Sophie
Joy
Hip
         n'Hop
   Drrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrruum
      We
              d
                  r
                     o
                         p
and                       poP

Drip goes the coke
Ba dum DA dum
         goes the heart





well today's a happy start.
 Aug 2019 Sophie
Jackie Mead
Poetry
 Aug 2019 Sophie
Jackie Mead
There is Poetry in everything we see
From the peaks of snow-covered mountains
To the depths of the deep blue sea

There is Poetry to be scribed by the tip of your pen
Descriptions of wondrous landscapes from Cornish Tors to Scottish Glens

There is Poetry to be scored from the heart
Take love, add a pinch of romance, that's a warm and snuggly place to start

There is Poetry to be slugged from the depth of a bottle
With darker colours that become stormy and sometimes appear mottled

There is Poetry to be found in every corner of the Globe
A story or Poem maybe of poverty, maybe of power, waiting to be told

The world needs Poets of every guise
Poets of Romance, Nature and those who are considered to be worldly-wise

There is Poetry to be pulled from deep within your soul
Dig deep, make writing Poetry your personal goal
just searching for inspiration today
 Aug 2019 Sophie
Kurt Philip Behm
Blue skies glisten,
the morning sun kisses

A Robin announcing
the day

The sweetness of spring,
to all lovers it brings

Renewed wishes
—the fresh promise of May

(Villanova Pennsylvania: March, 2017)
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